Tell me something only the two of us would know.

Its me.Trust me.

No, tell me something.

Like what?

Something only you and me would know.

The cemetery.

Ok.

This light over me is screaming at me. But fuck it, ignore it, kill it.
there is a numbness to everything right now,
and im killing whatever is left with alcohol and boys that don't matter.

i feel disconnected to my spirit, im stuck in feeling my body too much.
my thoughts arent what they used to be.
i dont care about the people i used to anymore.
i care about people who don't matter.
my thoughts run through my errors in the past.

i dont want to fuck you. i dont want to fuck any of you.
i want to make love.
how can i make love when i love none?

bring on that dark place. i am not scared of my mind anymore.

Hey come here
Let me whisper in your ear
I hate myself and I want to die